Everyone felt the fierce force of the big ghost's punch, and their expressions changed. Only the guardian Mingkong laughed fiercely, "Alright! I'll come and experience it."

I saw his body sink slightly, and his whole body compressed like a spring, and then he rushed out with a punch, determined to compete with the big ghost.

“Boom!”

A dull crash sound suddenly rang out in the hall. Dharma Protector Mingkong flew backward uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, breaking a beam in the air, knocking over seven or eight warriors, and finally crashing heavily into the wall.

The entire body of the Dharma Protector Mingkong was embedded into the wall, forming the shape of a large character, which looked funny and ridiculous.

However, none of the warriors present laughed out loud. Instead, they were so surprised that they were speechless for a long time, because if they were to replace Mingkong the guardian, there would be absolutely no possibility of survival.

What kind of terrifying and brutal power does the big ghost have?

"Hahaha!" Dharma Protector Mingkong laughed out loud and said happily:

"You didn't disappoint me. It's been a long time since I had such a hearty fight. The warriors I met before were as delicate as women. I only needed a little strength to break their hands and feet."

Dharma Protector Mingkong exerted force suddenly and his whole body jumped out of the wall.

The many warriors watching around scattered in all directions as if avoiding the plague. The fight between the two external masters was really terrifying. It was like gods fighting, and the little ghosts suffered.

If you are hit by either of them, you will have to stay in bed for ten days or half a month.

"It's quite interesting that he can actually withstand a punch from the big ghost." Long Yi smiled with interest.

As the most powerful iron-armored bronze corpse in the Xuanwu Sect, the big ghost has been tempered for at least ten years, and the strength of his body can easily crush ordinary practitioners.

What's more, after subduing the big ghost, Long Yi used the secret method of corpse refining recorded in the Xuantian Atlas to temper his body again, so that ordinary strong men in the heavenly realm could not even leave a scar on his body.

"Fight again!"

The guardian Mingkong let out a strange cry and rushed to the big ghost again.

The result was naturally the same as before. He was grabbed by the neck by the big ghost and was easily grasped like a chicken.

However, this time, under Long Yi's order, the big ghost did not directly knock Mingkong Protector away with one punch, but swung him in the air and smashed him against the marble floor again and again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This long-renowned master of the external family, the number one in the Jiufeng Sect, was thrown around and beaten like a piece of dough without any dignity.

The originally smooth marble floor became like a sand panning site after half a minute, with potholes all over the ground, and all the tables, chairs and benches around it were not spared and were smashed to pieces.

The next second, the big ghost seemed to be tired of playing, so he grabbed Mingkong Protector's legs, swung them 720 degrees in the air, and then suddenly let go.

After a burst of dust, a big hole appeared on the wall in front again, and embedded in it was the guardian Mingkong who was covered in dust and dirt.

The Taoist Master Mingkong, who used to be so elegant, now looked as disheveled as a scavenger, with his long gray hair draped over his shoulders. He no longer looked like a master at all.

"Holy crap, is this thing some prehistoric monster?"

The warriors gasped and looked at the big ghost as if he were a monster.

If the big ghost doesn't restrain himself, I'm afraid this huge hall will be demolished by him, and the poor guardian Mingkong will only be able to serve as a hoe in the hands of the big ghost.

Long Yi pointed at the guardian Mingkong who was stuck in the wall and couldn't get out, and said to Tang Qingquan jokingly:

"Old bastard, is this what your Tang family relies on? I don't think it's going to work. Remember to find someone stronger next time."

Tang Qingquan was so angry that his lips turned purple. Although he didn't know what Long Yi meant by "laobingdeng", it was definitely not a good thing.

"Boy, this is just the appetizer, the real show is yet to come."

Tang Qingquan sneered repeatedly, then squinted his eyes and looked at the roof, and said loudly: "Master Wang, if you don't take action now, when will you take action?"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from the roof, and a big hole appeared in the ceiling without any warning.

Then a thin man jumped down from the cave, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes, looking breathtaking.

"The head of the Yandu Wang family, Wang Tianlei! A master of the middle level of the Heavenly Realm!"

After recognizing the identity of the person, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank. It was obvious that the strength of this middle-aged man should not be underestimated.

This man had made a great name for himself in Yandu twenty years ago. Relying on his powerful strength, he started from scratch in Yandu, a place where there were many sects, and created the prosperity of the Yandu Wang family.

Rumor has it that the head of the Wang family challenged the Sword Saint Lu Jiutian a few years ago. Although he was defeated in the end, he still gained the recognition of the Sword Saint.

"I remember that Patriarch Wang should be over sixty years old, but he looks only forty. This is enough to show how terrifying his cultivation is. This kid is definitely doomed."

The head of the Wang family strode up to the big ghost with murderous intent in his eyes, which immediately frightened the warriors around him into silence.

At this time, a warrior who had been unknown in the crowd also stepped into the arena. His aura surged, and he was also a peerless master of the middle level of the heavenly realm. He was the head of the Shen family who came to help Shen Bao take revenge.

In just a moment, Long Yi and the other two were surrounded by two mid-level masters of the Heavenly Realm and Tang Qingquan and his two companions.

"Mr. Long, do you still remember that you killed a warrior from the Wang family that night? He was the nephew of the head of the Wang family." Tang Qingquan said with a sinister smile.

Long Yi thought for a moment, and then remembered that the big ghost had indeed smashed Wang Da's head to pieces that night. He thought it must be the nephew of the head of the Wang family in front of him.

"He's thinking of stealing treasure and killing people. Can't I kill this kind of scum?"

The head of the Wang family was so angry that his face turned red, and he wished he could go up and tear Long Yi into pieces right now.

Seeing that support had arrived, Tang Qingquan suddenly became much more courageous and said with a confident look: "Boy, I will warn you one last time.

If you kneel down now and return the recipe to my Tang family, I might even spare your life. If you still refuse to change your ways, after we kill your guards, you will be the next to die!

The three of them formed a three-way confrontation and surrounded Long Yi and Dagui.

On the field, there were dozens of masters from the Tang family, the Wang family and the Jiufeng Sect. With so many masters watching covetously, even a master at the peak of the heavenly realm would find it difficult to escape the encirclement.

Long Yi's face remained calm. Instead, he turned to look at Lin Jiashi and Lin Wu and asked:

"What is your Lin family's attitude?"

As the chief steward of the Lin family, Lin Wu naturally kept silent. Lin Jiashi, who was standing beside him, smiled warmly and said:

"Mr. Long, I've said this many times. As the organizer of the martial arts competition, my Lin family naturally does not want anyone to die tragically at the competition. But the prerequisite is that you hand over the pill formula."